As the first person in the immortal cultivation realm and an immortal cultivator in the tribulation period, he can do it by stepping through the void, and it is even more trivial to travel thousands of miles in an instant, Han Qingci just left the Star Forest with Chaohuang's front foot, and arrived at the Wuji Immortal Sect with his back foot.

As the only two Qingxiao real people of the Wuji Immortal Sect, he is only more than two hundred years old this year, and he enjoys the worship of the sect with Lingxiao Zhenren, who is the sect master.

Previously, during the period of the change of sect masters, there were also rumors in private that the old sect master would pass on the position of sect master to Qingxiao Zhenren, instead of Lingxiao Zhenren.

Later, it was Qingxiao Zhenren who personally took action and swept away the rumors with thunderous means, helping Lingxiao Zhenren stabilize the Quartet, ranking first among the elders and disciples.

Just when everyone thought that Han Qingci would at least take over the Law Enforcement Hall or Sword Peak of the Wuji Immortal Sect, Han Qingci actually returned to the Shattered Star Palace where he had been living.

A retreat is a retreat that has not been out for 50 years.

Thanks to the disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect, they could occasionally see the thunderclouds of the Tribulation above the Shattered Star Palace, otherwise they would have thought that Han Qing had an accident.

At this moment, inside the Palace of Broken Stars.

Han Qing stood beside the white jade bed made of 10,000-year-old chalcedony.

Carefully placed Chaohuang on the bed.

Then he looked back and forth on Chaohuang's body.

Scattered long black hair, soft and glutinous little bun face, big watery eyes, just now... I accidentally touched the pink lips of my fingertips...

Recalling the soft touch just now, Han Qing's fingertips trembled slightly, and he looked at the well-behaved little man in front of him and didn't know where to start for a while.

Even if his apprentice is still young, he is a daughter's family after all...

He... Lifting my daughter's clothes at will, isn't it...

It's not good...

Chaohuang waited for a while, and when he saw his own Ah Ci carrying her to the bed, he stood there in a daze, looking stunned, and inexplicably felt a little funny.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" How stupid fufu?

Han Qingci bit his lower lip lightly, and opened his eyes slightly uncomfortably: "In vain... For the teacher... As a teacher, I need to check your body..."

His own little apprentices were not lightly injured by that group of loose cultivators.

Even if he took his healing elixir, it was best to examine the bones of his left hand carefully, as well as the dantian and spiritual roots.

So as not to leave any root cause and cause any hidden dangers.

He is so careful for the good of his own little apprentice!

Chaohuang, who was still laughing at his own resignation, hooked his lips when he heard it.

A shallow smile quickly crossed his eyes.

Check your body?

Oh no!

Just kidnapped her back as an apprentice to play so big?

The brain circuits are inexplicably opposite, and the two don't know what a beautiful combination is.

One seems to be upright, the other seems to be well-behaved.

The inner style of painting is actually deviated at the same time.

After a while, Chaohuang nodded, moved his small body, and faced Han Qingci, opening his arms to him generously, looking heroic and righteous.

"Master! Here you go! ”

Han Qingci's pupils shrank when he heard this, but he was actually frightened by Chaohuang's posture, and subconsciously took two steps back, and rolled up and down twice in his throat.

Come... What's coming...

Isn't it...

Too soon, too early...

At this moment, Han Qingci's face seemed to have overturned oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Eccentric, salty and sour.

He was still muttering something silently.

Seeing this, Chaohuang couldn't hold back at all, held his lower abdomen with his uninjured right hand, and burst out laughing: "Haha, Master, what are you thinking?" Why is your face so red? This is going to teach bad little dolls! ”

Obviously, Chaohuang deliberately said those specious words, but he also beat him up with a rake, pointing out Han Qingci's 'shy' attitude.

Han Qingci raised his hand and touched his face when he heard this, and sure enough, his face was hot, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while, and his eyes dodged.

He was thinking crankily in front of the little apprentice...

I even blushed in front of the little apprentice...

Is...

I'm not ashamed...